.." A smooth voice spoke. Krystal spun around to see a woman standing in the very center of the crossroad, directly over the spot where she had buried... the box. She wore a black leather jacket, biker boots and tight blue jeans with a tight tank-top; her dark hair was long and voluminous. She was taller than Krystal with soft features; full red lips and smooth pale skin. Of course, all of that was secondary to the glowing red eyes staring at her from the woman's face. There were no whites to be. “What’s this?” She asked with convincing surprise.Ron paled as Christine pulled the wooden ammo box into the light.“I don’t remember this. It’s locked, but it looks like the screws have worked loose.”Christine could see her brother fidgeting in her peripheral vision as she twisted the screws that were barely stuck in the wood. She let out a gasp when she opened the lid, and saw her brother flinch.“My diary!” Christine declared. “This vanished years ago. I almost had heart failure because. The pain I was experiencing was quickly replaced by the greatest feeling of my life. I sat up wrapping an arm around his neck so I could match his thrusting with equal velocity. Our strides synced up rapidly, and we were fucking like we'd been lovers for years. Squeezing my breasts, pounding me like a jack hammer, and kissing me in unison was bringing me very close to climax again. My face started to contort and Alex knew I was about to cum again. As soon as the moment hit, Alex pulled out and. So on an impulse he climbed into the driver's seat and waited hoping Jen and Jason would get in soon. He had the funny feeling on the back of his neck again. Luckily for him, his two friends weren't long in coming.Jonny didn't stop at the table but took the girl into the back knowing Cathy would be right behind him. He was right."Cindy! Get my big bag!" Cathy yelled to her daughter over her shoulder, then added, "Jonny, out!"Jonny didn't even slow down as he passed Cindy coming in.Cathy went to.